I wanna point them all to show you
Happy like a 5 year old
I want you to be my father
To refill the void that that guy
Left in me
I want you to mouth feed me
To tell me stories
To put me to sleep
I wanna count the vultures with you
Make it a competition
Sing along your favorite songs
And be happy to mirror
The person I like you to be
I wanna drink a beer with you
At a bar, eating fries on a plate
Clap to the musicians
Rest my head on your shoulder
Take a nap on your shoulder
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